Ice Cold کے بول

Run it back, boys It's didactic It's a white noise Counteractive We say the same thing Yet we argue Some pendulum swings To an ambivalent muse A rusted-out sign Jesus loves you Landmark of mine I drill into Some folktale I'm keeping alive While the curtain falls Dramatic demise And I might fall in love with The next story I'm told But I'll never have another Burning hot Coursing through me This is water It's blood loss Call it a gamble Or a tightrope walk You show your face Keep your eyes shut Call your own foul Cheat your own gut If I'm losing touch with Everything I once held I wouldn't think much of it Run on fumes Abide by nothing I might have it out with The next person I see But I'll never have another Burning hot I run ice cold I run ice cold I run ice cold